Category: Food

These tomatoes were handed to me with two hands the size and toughness and color of baseball gloves.

This autumn the indy gentry ruralites find apple peelers to be all the rage. We’re not impressed. We’re so jaded genuine, nothing is new to us. We’re just eating fresh like Mamma showed us, before fresh eating got called...

The latest trendiest epicurean experience involves being a local-vore while demonstrating how pristine yet down-to-earth one is. To document the result, here’s a photo of our chic culinary experience at Chez Tile, circa...

This Blue Plate Dinner is a rare treat. Jackalope was a favorite meal of Dutch Reagan when he was down on the ranch. The Jackalope it is a hybrid of the pygmy-deer and a species of killer-rabbit. Reportedly, jackalopes are...

Sometimes it doesn’t take that much to turn something plain into something exceptional. The down home Elvis sandwich, the PB&B, the peanut butter & banana sandwich, is a blank canvas, a platform standing at the...

Our roving reporter reached the State Fair: A field report from a concession booth, filed via cellular txt & image capture and transfer: “Thats a paper basket with a fried Reeses Cup, a fried Oreo, and a fried...